The steep stairs leading to the wisdom,
Where the respected human and divine kingdom,
Walking up may make the legs tired and weak,
The lungs gasping for air, joints shriek,
Looking for something to hold and rest,
Railings look perfect not to get exhaust,
Heaviness of the body suddenly felt,
Carrying the bones and muscle to the top,
Thinking of the souls that are darkened and loaded,
How hard it will be for the souls to fly to the Lords.
a novel way of perception of the soul imprisoned in
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Psychoanalysis of souls here.I wish if they ever fly to God as i have not seen God.But when i think over it in the animation of mind it goes as if its the smoke the soul is when the bullet from God fires a death and a break from life.Death is a smoky hoss.Soul is just the symbolic to calm the living mind like children with candy floss. This two lines define the hypertension - The lungs gasping for air, joints shriek, Looking for something to hold and rest, Body needs two way switching-mental and physical exercises.Depends now on people over the choices